Things aren't as wild where I live. At least not in the sense you describe. We've got lots of traffic, a guy who often walks by in the morning rapping very loud, and the homeless people with shopping carts--some of them with 6 or more carts in tow looking like one of the old wagons trains of the pioneers. Life in the city.

NOW, I live in a bear habitat. Trash cans are locked down and a month ago a garage door a few houses down was badly damaged when a bear tried to break in (you should have seen the claw marks, YIKES). Last week on the news, I heard about a bear breaking into a house in my village. Scary part is, it was 8 AM and the folks were at home. BUT, at least there are no centipedes here.